Song parody of
Hobbies Galore
by Ariel Pink
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Nobody's here quiet soft air
Play solitarian life
I notice my hands giving me loud applause
If you're a goat you don't mind
Gee it's good to be home
Hobbies galore
Don't you engage in a craft
Don't you like it alone
Locked behind doors
Take a test do your best
Passing the grade every time
Busy in love cutting out stuff
Writing the melodies light
Ten pounds a day isn't the kind of bread
One would expect to be mine
But there's always home
Hobbies galore
Why doesn't somebody talk
Don't you like me a lot
Locked behind doors
Where you at where'm i at
Walking the floor over you
You i'm growing through through
I'm going to to display my
Hobbies galore just for you
Nobody's here what do i care
Painting a musical night
You're throwing me away apathy blinded you
Just when my hobbies are right
Gee it's good to be home
Hobbies galore
So much to do i forget
Don't you think you can help
Locked behind doors
Do your part fill your heart
Steal something else that is new
Nobody's here quiet soft air
Play solitarian life
I notice my hands giving me loud applause
If you're a goat you don't mind
Gee it's good to be home
Hobbies galore
Don't you engage in a craft
Don't you like it alone
Locked behind doors
Take a test do your best
Passing the grade every time
Busy in love cutting out stuff
Writing the melodies light
Ten pounds a day isn't the kind of bread
One would expect to be mine
But there's always home
Hobbies galore
Why doesn't somebody talk
Don't you like me a lot
Locked behind doors
Where you at where'm i at
Walking the floor over you
You i'm growing through through
I'm going to to display my
Hobbies galore just for you
Nobody's here what do i care
Painting a musical night
You're throwing me away apathy blinded you
Just when my hobbies are right
Gee it's good to be home
Hobbies galore
So much to do i forget
Don't you think you can help
Locked behind doors
Do your part fill your heart
Steal something else that is new
